Fang Yi opened his mouth and asked: "What's wrong with this? Is this a fairy tale that is only allowed in Europe?" Fang Yi said that the fairy tale in the painting is none other than the ancient Chinese myth of Nezha Cao Hai! This is
This is the question that Fang Yi asked Popile this year. The two of them painted an oil painting at the same time based on the Chinese mythological story of Nezha Haohai.
Of course Poppy was dumbfounded by this. Not to mention anything else, Fang Yi explained the four-character Nezha Naohai for several minutes, and almost told the whole story to the old man. Poppy
The clouds and mountains that Le Cai heard were shrouded in fog, like a leopard peeking through a tube.
Fang Yi looked at Popile's old face that was about to twist together and said happily: "If you agree to admit defeat now, it's time to do it! As long as you admit defeat, I will change the topic!".
"That's not fair!" Popile suddenly said to Fang Yi, and after saying that, he looked at Fang Yi a little angry.
Fang Yi smiled calmly and said: "What's unfair? I can draw Greek mythology, why can't you draw Chinese mythology? By saying this, you are clearly saying that if I draw Greek mythology, it would be unfair to you.
Already?...".
As he spoke, Fang Yi began to feel a little proud.
"Is there a more detailed explanation?" As soon as Bobile heard that Fang Yi asked him to admit defeat, he immediately stopped doing it, and did not mention anything fair or unfair. He began to ask Fang Yi: "This child
Please tell me the story about playing in the sea in detail!".
Fang Yi took out his pen and wrote down the big Chinese characters of "Nezha Naohai" on the paper. Then he handed the paper to Popile and said: "Take this, and then let
The gallery will find you a student from China who is very good in French and can explain this story well. If you understand it more comprehensively, others will say that I bully you!"
When outsiders hear this, they think it is a fair thing. It is very difficult for a foreigner who does not understand Chinese culture at all, or even has never been to China, to understand Chinese myths and stories. Fang Yi even wins.
It is also a real victory without force!
Fang Yi was not interested in explaining to the old man what Nezha was doing. Anyway, the old man was rich, so hiring an overseas student would allow Fang Yi to provide some income to his classmates.
However, Fang Yi thought in his heart that he was really kind. He felt that he was being extremely lenient to Popile by not mentioning Nezha's flesh-cutting and repaying his mother.
If this story were taken out and asked to be drawn by Lao Botou, with his European mind, he might not even be able to figure out why he had to break it with such an inhuman hand. Returning the flesh to his mother would be considered a break.
It's a relationship.
However, Dean, who was standing next to him, seemed to be a little confused and said to Fang Yi: "Mr. Fang, you know Greek mythology and Chinese mythology. But Mr. Popile doesn't know Chinese mythology.
,Isn’t this competition a bit unfair to Mr. Bobiel?”.
Fang Yi glanced at Dean. Although this little guy spoke a bit towards Bobil, but now that he saw Bobil's frowning old face, Fang Yi's mood was clear, and it couldn't be better.
, of course, I am not in the mood to explain anything to an irrelevant person like Dean.
"I didn't know this all my life. It's not something I learned through learning in the future! Does it mean that Bobil doesn't understand and that means I take advantage of him? This is quite unreasonable!" Fang Yi looked attentively.
Looking at Popile who had just written a four-character note, he said nonsense.
Dean, a brave guy, opened his mouth and said: "But!...".
But before he finished speaking, Bobil stopped him: "Fang is right, no one is born with this knowledge. He understands Greek and European mythology. What's wrong with me knowing some Chinese mythology? Okay.
!" After saying that, he looked at Fang Yi and said, "Let's try this thing next time!".
Fang Yi ignored Popile, but smiled at Dean and said, "Don't think that I took advantage. I don't know that he dug a hole for me before. Do you know the letter I wrote?".
After hearing what Fang Yi said, Dean nodded: "The letter announced by the TV anchor? I know!".
As soon as he mentioned the letter, Bobile's face immediately fell, but Fang Yi didn't see it, and even if he saw it, he wouldn't understand the meaning of this expression.
Fang Yi nodded and said: "That's the letter. Mr. Popile deceived it from me with a painting, and he didn't send it out because he was afraid of trouble, so he arranged for a female anchor to send it out!
I have been scolded for such a long time and wasted so much of my saliva. But he stayed aside and watched the fun. Do you think I should give him a question to embarrass him?"
"It's not that I don't want to speak up! It's just that I have a lot of trouble on my side!" Popile subconsciously defended himself. The old man also felt a little embarrassed about this matter. I wasn't annoyed at that time.
It's a matter of being a host.
"What trouble do you have? Arrange for the little anchor to post something and hide and watch the fun by yourself?!" Fang Yi didn't expect that things were not what he thought, and he said it according to the results he deduced in his heart.
"I arranged for the anchor to send the letter?!" Popile heard the meaning and asked Fang Yi.
Fang Yi glanced at Popile with a bit of disdain: "You didn't ask her to send it, could it be that I asked her to send it?".
As soon as Popile heard this and looked at Fang Yi's disdainful look on his face, he immediately nodded happily: "I asked her to post it. I did something wrong this time!".
After saying that, I couldn't help but subconsciously let out a sigh of relief and puffed up my chest.
The old man understood clearly. Fang Yi was not affected by the outside news at all. He did not know that the letter was stolen because he invited the female anchor to entertain at his home. Instead, he thought that the letter was given to the female anchor by himself. At this time, he originally
Seeing Fang Yi feel a little embarrassed, Popile immediately became happy.
As long as Fang Yi thinks so, Bobile will be relieved. As for what others say, Lao Bo can directly say: Do you have the qualifications?!
It can be said that Fang Yi was blinded by his own self-confidence, thinking that what others told were lies, and that what he thought in his mind was the 'fact'. It's just that this 'fact' did not conform to the real truth this time.
Lao Bo, who was in a good mood, changed his face quickly, and a smile appeared on his young face. However, this smile made Fang Yi feel ugly. Not only was it ugly, but it also made him feel a little unhappy and a little furry.
"Is it settled like this?" Fang Yi said, looking at Popile's old face.
Popile nodded happily: "That's it. Next year, you should prepare to see my Chinese mythology works!" After speaking, he reached out and patted Dean on the shoulder and said: "If you have time,
You can go to my studio and have a look!" After saying that, he turned around lightly and walked toward the door with his hands behind his back.
This sentence not only stunned Dean, but also made Fang Yi a little confused.
What does the old guy want to do like this? Thinking of this, Fang Yi turned around and looked at Dean. He felt that this kid was not very good-looking, so it would not affect Popile's orientation. Why did it happen all of a sudden?
Inviting Dean to his studio?
"Mr. Fang! Did Mr. Popile just say that I can go to his studio?" Dean watched Popile's figure disappear at the door, turned to look at Fang Yi and asked in an incomprehensible tone.
Fang Yi nodded and said firmly: "Yes, you heard it right. Popile asked you to go to his studio when you are free!".
"Thank you, Mr. Fang!" Dean saluted Fang Yi and then turned around and trotted towards the door. Even when he saw the manager at the door, the smile on his face did not diminish at all and he was escorted out by the manager and another waiter.
Went.
"Why are you thanking me? What does it have to do with me? What happened today! One or two of them seemed to have suddenly fallen ill!" Fang Yi couldn't help but shook his head and muttered.
After reading Popile's works, Fang Yi was going to talk to his friends, and then he was going to talk nonsense with the guests here and then go home. Bobile could leave, but Fang Yi couldn't.
In this way, the image paths the two of them take are different!
"How's it going? Everyone has gone shopping and it's time to go back to the hotel!" After Fang Yi was accompanied by Zou Heming after shopping for a long time, he gathered with Zhang Xu, Li Lin, Zhu Zheng and Zhao Jie.
asked a small group of people.
"I've read more than half of it!" Zhao Jie said to Fang Yi: "The standard is really much higher. The young artists selected are all of very high standards, and I was deeply inspired by some of the works."
Hearing what Zhao Jie said, Zhu Zheng also expressed his deep sympathy: "Indeed. Judging from these young artists alone, the standard of the exhibition here in Paris is indeed half a level higher than that in Los Angeles!".
"I ask you if you have finished watching, who wants to go back to the hotel!" Fang Yi looked at a few people and said cheerfully: "Why are you telling me all this? Everyone goes back to the hotel to play cards and sleep."
"I want to watch for a while, you guys go back first!" Zhu Zheng glanced at Zhao Jie, then looked at Zhang Xu and Li Lin who had their hands raised and said.
Zhao Jie also nodded: "I also want to watch for a while!" After saying that, he asked Fang Yi: "What are you and Popile trying to do next year?". Now anyone who cares about the art of painting knows that Fang Yi
There is a competition between Bo and Bo once a year. Of course, Zhao Jie already knew about the propositions that the two of them proposed for each other. He remembered it and asked casually.
"The title is here, the story "Nezha Makes the Sea"!".
Poof~! Zhu Zheng was so stunned that he spat out the drink in his mouth. Just like this, there were still a little bit of water stains showing through the fingers that were covering his mouth.
Zhu Zheng shook his hand and asked: "What did you say? Nezha is making a sea of waves? Can Popile understand this thing?".
"Whether he can understand that it's his business, what does it have to do with me, and what does it have to do with you, look at how excited you are," Fang Yi said, looking at Zhu Zheng.
"You can do it! You are really a gentleman!" Zhu Zheng gave Fang Yi a thumbs up: "This advantage is a bit blatant!".
Zhang Xu said here: "It's not blatant, it's simply shameless! Let a foreigner who doesn't understand anything draw Nezha Naohai, why don't you let him draw the Battle of Zhuolu?".
"I didn't expect it!" Fang Yi said after thinking about it. After thinking about it, Fang Yi really felt that the Battle of Zhuolu between Emperor Yan and Huang and Chi You was much better and more meaningful than what he thought about Nezha Naohai.
After thinking about it, he came up with some meaning and said to Zhang Xu: "Although you are not very educated, sometimes you do have good ideas. Wait until the next year to compete with this old guy Bobile on the Battle of Zhuolu!
”.
Li Lin looked at Fang Yi, who looked solemn, and sighed and said, "You really can't get better!".
"Okay! If we want to go back, we will go back. If you haven't seen enough, keep watching! There are still a lot of bad things happening in Paris here!"
Fang Yi had no interest in staying here any longer, so he took Zhang Xu and Li Lin and ran away. As for his female companion Miranda, who was currently flying into the flowers like a butterfly, having a passionate fight with some designers, she naturally had no interest in dating.
Fang Yi left together.
Fang Yi, who returned to Paris after a few years, is no longer the same. This time, not only is there a painting exhibition but also a trip to Italy. There are also a lot of things in France. Fang Yi should start to get busy the day after tomorrow.
The first thing to do the day after tomorrow is to go to school. For Fang Yi, he can recommend other schools, but the invitation from his alma mater, Paris Haute Couture, is really hard to push. It would be a bit awkward not to go around once he has arrived in Paris.
I feel sorry for teacher Yves Sachner, after all, his color theory gave Fang Yi too much inspiration.
Not only are there invitations from high-end designers, but also invitations from the Ecole des Beaux-Arts in Paris to give lectures for two or three hours and answer questions from students.
Anyway, Fang Yi was ready to clean up all these messy things with a spoon before returning to the United States.
In general, this preview was very successful, and everyone's harvests were different, some big and some small. Needless to say, Fang Bo and his wife, there were several young artists who were recognized by the critics.
But when it comes to big gains, only two people have had the greatest fortunes. One is Dean Linteger, who has become so successful that Bobile can point out paintings, and the other is Miranda, who has met more designers. (Unfinished)